Our plans, collapsing:
Our lives fall apart today,
And we cannot find the words to make it hopeful.

Our understanding
Brings no solace or repair,
And a storm now gathers hard above our heads
As we fade to sleep in newly single beds.

You cannot be my inspiration
And I will not be your light.
I tried to give you everything.
You need to know I live to hold on, to hold on.

If I dreamt a bee sting,
When I carved a gaping wound,
You made for me a sling and tied it, truly.
You understood me,
And that clearly makes it hard
When I give myself to someone else's home.
You lived with me and now you live alone.

These hands of ours, they were a contract,
Those pinholes were our sky.
There is no easy way from here to there;
There is no kind consideration in falling out of love,
But bless us both for trying to be there.
So hold on, hold on.

Stories in stories,
Lines between lines:
Photos, postcards, and handwritten asides.

Stories in stories,
Lines between lines:
We are stories in stories in stories.

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
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100.12
La Oreja de Van Gogh 15-Bonus track Lyrics
John Fischer Leavin' It All to You Lyrics